The morning sun illuminated the entire region with its rays, casting its warmth on all beneath it.
Several conversations, mixed with various expressions of shock and incredulity, pervaded the environs, with several gazes fixed on a particular individual with a calm, flippant expression on his face.
"The hell? He was able to return from the Seragun planes unharmed? How is this possible?"
"Bastard was obviously scared and ran away with his tail tucked between his legs."
"Tch, I knew he couldn't fulfill the mission. Returning after just two days of entering the Seragun plane. No matter how powerful he is for a first year, the Seragun plane is an extremely dreadful region. I find what he did admirable, though. At least he has some brains. That mission is not worth his life. It's just what it's always been, an impossible mission."
